Helping my Neighbor’s Wife (Ep. IV)

Helping my Neighbor’s Wife (Ep. IV)

She opened her eyes and looked at me through narrowed eyes. “Me too,” she said in what was little more than a whisper. “I think I should stay on my back…you go on top?” “OK,” I replied, and we both moved closer prior to me turning and then swinging my body over her, careful to keep the duvet over us and also to hold myself up so that our bodies were not at this point touching. I felt her spread her legs under the duvet, while I placed my hands on either side of her neck, above her shoulders. I was therefore above her in the bed, holding myself up with my arms, my legs between hers so that my cock must have been only 2 or 3 inches from her core, our chests and faces about 12 inches apart. I was very glad at this moment for my physique, and I knew that the muscles on my arms, shoulders and chest would be clearly apparent to her. Again, I felt satisfied that my body was so much better toned than Nnamdi’s, and I was sure she could not have failed to notice that. I was also amazed at the physi…